The scene opened up in what looked like a doctor's office... A man with a buttoned up lab coat on, sitting behind a mahogany desk. The room had a small curtain and an examination table. The man, most likely a doctor pushed a button on his desk to communicate with his secretary.
Assistant: Doctor, your 5 o' clock appointment is here...
Dr. Jones: Send her in...
A couple of seconds later, the camera focused on a wooden door across the room. The doorknob was turned to the side and in came Eve Torres. She had her thick framed glasses on, her emerald greens sparkled behind the spectacles as she walked into the office. She was wearing a white sundress which fell right above her knees, her white heels clicked hurriedly along the way and sat before the Dr.'s desk on a chair set up for the patients. Dr. Jones went through a small file, nodding slowly.
Dr. Jones: So, Miss Torres... What can I do for you...
Eve leaned in to speak to the doctor. She seemed worried, her voice tone was soft cautious, as if someone was peeping on them.
Eve Torres: Doctor... Thank you for having me on such short notice... I wouldn't have called you if it weren't an emergency.
If it were a true emergency it she might've gone to the Emergency Room instead of an office, but he allowed her to expose her case.
Dr. Jones: No problem Miss Torres... Please, tell me what brings you here?
Eve sighed... For the first time in her life she was facing the embarrassment of having to deal with these kind of problems... Eve continued whispering.
Eve Torres: Doctor... I am afraid I could have a disease...
Dr. Jones: What kind of disease?
She sighed some more, her attitude was probably giving Dr. Jones the hint of what was going on.
Eve Torres: A contagious... Venereal Disease...
Her voice was awfully low and soft just for them to listen... Eve sounded extremely worried and disappointed about herself.
Dr. Jones: Alright Miss Torres... What makes you think you could have one of those diseases? Have you had any risky sexual conducts as of late?
She pondered for a minute.
Eve Torres: No... Not that I can think of...
Dr. Jones: Have you been with Multiple partners?
Eve Torres: Oh yeah... I did a five on five on Sunday night...
The Dr.'s eyes went wide.
Dr. Jones: Were they unknown partners?
Eve Torres: I didn't technically know all of them... I mean, I knew some of their names... Their favorite moves... You know, the usual stuff.
The Doctor jotted down on a piece of paper.
Dr. Jones: How about Homosexual partners?
Eve shrugged.
Eve Torres: I don't know... Maria and Alicia Fox are always together... So Are Maryse and Paige! They are often sleeping in the same room. ODB is a bit mannish but that's as far as I know...
Dr. Jones: Do you sleep with any of them on a regular basis?
Eve Torres: Hell no!
Dr. Jones: Have you used drugs or alcohol while having sex? Are you wearing a condom during intercourse?
Eve Torres: Drugs and alcohol are a nono! And I DID want to wear protection before I went at it with the girls but... I just didn't know how to protect myself.
The Doctor was as confused as can be.
Dr. Jones: What do you mean?
Eve Torres: I mean... It was a 5 on 5 match... People where there... Should I've worn condoms on my hands? I used the hand sanitizer after every single intervention, but I don't know if that's good against Herpes, Gonorrhoea or whatever this girls have...
Dr. Jones: Wait a minute... When you say 5 on 5... You mean an orgy?
Eve Torres: Oh wow! No! No! Not at all Doc! Jesus Christ! I meant a wrestling match!
The doctor's face showed relief... He was glad he finally got the picture right.
Dr. Jones: So you wrestle... Completely clothed, and you do no sexual stuff whatsoever.
Eve Torres: Correct.
Dr. Jones, then why do you think you have a sexually transmitted disease?
Eve sighed, she understood the Dr. probably didn't get what was going on... But most likely he didn't know Maryse, the walking and talking big book of STDs. Hence why he couldn't get why Eve was so worried.
Eve Torres: Listen doctor... I was on a wrestling match last week... Totally owning it like I always do...
Eve went to roll her curly tips of brown hair over her fingers.
Eve Torres: When I had to match up against this One... Dirty... Bitch!
Dr. Jones: Why so offensive?
Eve Torres: Oh, no that's her ring name... ODB. Anyway... I had to slam my body against hers and pin her for 3 seconds... She's so dirty I... I don't know if...
Dr. Jones: Eve... Eve...
Eve Torres: Wait Doc! It get worse! I beat her... Obviously! And the match goes on and I'm completely ripping those girls to pieces with my talent and looks... When this girl... Who has slept with... Every guy on Earth... Twice! She went and... Patted me on the back Doctor... I haven't slept since... Thinking I might have gotten super AIDS or something... Doc! I am too beautiful, smart and talented to have Super AIDS! I know STDs get transmitted sexually, but I am not willing to take a chance with Maryse... The worst part? I have to wrestler her AGAIN on Monday! Can you give me any advice on how to prevent getting an STD from Maryse? Because I really want to win and show her I am better than her...
Dr. Jones: Eve, there's really not much I can...
Eve Torres: Doc, please tell me it isn't too late!
Dr. Jones: It's not that... There is no chance you can get an STD by just touching your opponent. Eve, Sexually Transmitted Diseases can only be transmitted through bodily fluids...
Eve Torres: Don't let her spit on me... Check.
Dr. Jones: contact of your mucoses or exposed skin to her blood.
Eve Torres: Don't bust her wide open... And Don't allow her to bust me open... Check.
Dr. Jones: There's no way you get a disease by grappling her.
Eve Torres: Still... Hand sanitizer wouldn't hurt anyone right?
Dr. Jones sighed and nodded.
Eve Torres: Dr. John, you've been of great help!
Dr. Jones: Have I?
Eve Torres: Of course, now come Monday night I will wash my hands... And then punch Maryse right across her ugly skanky face... Then I will wash my hands again and nail her with a DDT... Then I will wash my hands and go for the Evesault! 1...2...3! Eve Wins... And back to my locker room for a shower to rinse off all of those diseases you carry around.
